After Qi Zhanxing finished processing the documents, he passed by Qiao Zhiyu's room but found that there was no light inside.

"Where's she?"

The captain of the bodyguard, who had just reported to him in detail all the things that happened at Qiao's house today, hurriedly took out the walkie-talkie and asked his subordinates.

Ten seconds later, the captain of the bodyguard turned off the walkie-talkie, his face gloomy.

"Miss Joe in the cellar. ”

Qi Zhanxing remembered the origin of those daughters, and couldn't help frowning: "How long have you been in?"

"Three hours. ”

“......”

The green tendons on Qi Zhanxing's forehead began to jump again.

He waved his hand helplessly.

"I'll take a look, you don't have to follow. ”

The wine cellar of the Qi Mansion is located on the second floor in the corner of the main building, Qi Zhanxing is not a drinker, and almost no one sets foot except for the servants who clean up and take care of it.

Before Qi Zhanxing approached, he heard a heart-rending cry, accompanied by a rich aroma of wine.

He paused, took out his phone from his trouser pocket and opened the recording software.

Qiao Zhiyu, who was holding the wine jar and crying, heard the movement of opening the door, raised his head with teary eyes, stared at Qi Zhanxing in a daze for a long time before pulling the corners of his mouth and smiling.

"Qi, Qi Zhanxing, you're here. ”

"It's ugly. Qi Zhanxing dragged a high chair from the bar and sat down in front of Qiao Zhiyu, with nowhere to put his legs, "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh." ”

Qiao Zhiyu blinked in a daze, and he didn't know if he understood it, but he staggered up and stuffed the half-empty wine jar into Qi Zhanxing's hand.

"Come, drink!"

"......" Qi Zhanxing secretly cursed, and with one free hand to hold the crooked woman, "Go back to sleep." ”

"I don't sleep! My mother and grandfather are gone, what do you sleep!"

Qi Zhanxing knew that he couldn't reason with a drunk, but when he heard this kind of illogically related words, he still didn't feel good and said, "If you can't sleep, what does it have to do with your mother?"

Qiao Zhiyu glared at him dissatisfied: "And my grandfather! Why don't you mention my grandfather?"

"......" Qi Zhanxing covered his forehead and forcibly endured his irritability, "It has nothing to do with your grandfather." ”

"You are talking nonsense! How can I have nothing to do with my grandfather? He is my grandfather! Qiao Weijun is Qiao Zhiyu's grandfather, and Qiao Zhiyu is Qiao Weijun's most precious granddaughter!"

Qi Zhanxing was suddenly a little speechless.

He looked at Qiao Zhiyu, who began to shed tears again, and the restlessness and impatience that were still lingering in his heart disappeared, and an emotion similar to pity gradually became clear.

"You ......"

Before the words of reassurance could be spoken, Qiao Zhiyu suddenly bent down and picked up the cup and poured two sips, the clear wine slid down the corner of her mouth to her neck, and finally disappeared in the collar.

Only then did Qi Zhanxing find that Qiao Zhiyu's upper clothes were almost soaked with wine, and they were sticking to her wetly at this time, outlining the delicate curves of a woman.

Qi Zhanxing: "......"

- Smack.

Qiao Zhiyu threw the empty glass to the ground, and it could be seen from the glass slags flying everywhere that she was using all the strength to eat milk to smash the glass.

"It's a pity that Qiao Zhiyu is a fool! Big fool! I don't know people clearly, I'm stupid and have no conscience! Qiao Zhiyu is not worthy of being a good granddaughter of my grandfather, Qiao Zhiyu is a waste!"

"......" Qi Zhanxing's scolding that came to his lips was forced back by Qiao Zhiyu's tears.

He took two deep breaths, put the jar of wine in his hand aside, and then dragged the female drunkard who was about to step on the glass slag into his arms and held it down.

"Be honest. ”

Qiao Zhiyu struggled to no avail, stared at the wine jar on the ground for a moment, and then turned his head to stare at Qi Zhanxing, his eyes gloomy and compassionate.

"Why don't you drink? Do you look down on me?"

Qi Zhanxing: Where did the "......" come from?

"I knew that you looked down on me too. ”

Qiao Zhiyu lowered his eyelashes, his eyeballs fell down his cheeks, and his frequently trembling eyelashes seemed to be directly scratched on the tip of Qi Zhanxing's heart, numb and itchy.

His Adam's apple rolled unnaturally, and his voice was hoarse: "You are indeed stupid. ”

"......" Qiao Zhiyu cried even more fiercely.

Qi Zhan smiled angrily.

Dare to love this is something else that you can't understand, only understand and scold her?

Qi Zhanxing at this end is still silently slandering, and Qiao Zhiyu at the other end has been resurrected in a second.

She stretched her two arms, stretched her upper body and hugged a wine jar, and looked at Qi Zhanxing with eager eyes.

"I'm just stupid, then Qi Zhanxing, do you want to drink with the idiot?"

Qi Zhanxing didn't want to drink at this time, he just wanted to do something stupid and homesick.

"Don't drink it. ”

Qiao Zhiyu looked lost: "Then I'll drink it myself." ”

She rubbed the jar of wine, her eyes not focused at all.

"My mother said that these wines were reserved for banquets when I got married, but I probably won't be able to get married in my life, and I thought that although the relationship between the two of us is not normal, you are barely qualified to drink this wine with me. ”

She paused for a long time, but Qi Zhanxing, who was holding her, breathed heavily.

Qiao Zhiyu was unaware.

"My mom would be happy to see us both drinking together?"

"But you won't drink ......"

She muttered to herself.

"Then forget it. ”

"Hold your jar of wine. Qi Zhanxing admonished in a dumb voice, and then stood up with Qiao Zhiyu in his arms amid Qiao Zhiyu's panicked screams.

The man's strength is really terrifying, even if he only uses one arm to clasp Qiao Zhiyu, he can walk smoothly and easily.

He stood still at the bar and pulled out a set of rum glasses from the corner cabinet.

"If there is no suitable one, just take this one first?"

The clear liquor slides into the glass.

Qi Zhanxing motioned to Qiao Zhiyu with his eyes to pick up the cup.

Qiao Zhiyu struggled to get off the ground, and was about to put the cup in his mouth in a daze.

Qi Zhanxing grabbed her wrist and lowered his head to get closer.

"Feed me. ”

Qiao Zhiyu faintly felt that there was something wrong with this posture, but his brain, which was paralyzed by alcohol, couldn't turn that tendon no matter what.

"Are you willing to drink?" she couldn't help but smile, her eyebrows and eyes were full of joy that made people's hearts soften, "This wine has been buried for more than 20 years, and it is a month younger than me, so it is very delicious." ”

Qi Zhanxing stared at her smiling like a flower, and his heart was inexplicable.

He drank the wine with Qiao Zhiyu's hand, but he didn't swallow it in his mouth, he just lowered his upper body and covered Qiao Zhiyu's lips, and gently crossed his daughter halfway.

"Hmm. Qiao Zhiyu's cheeks were crimson from the warm wine, and he only felt that this half of the wine was stronger than the jars of wine he had drunk before.

Qi Zhanxing was short of breath, his hands were propped up on Qiao Zhiyu's side, and his eyes were focused.

"Satisfied?"

Qiao Zhiyu leaned on the bar in a daze, and reacted for a while before pointing to the pile of wine jars on the ground and said, "There are still ones over there, I have to finish drinking." ”

"......" Qi Zhanxing looked at the seventeen or eighteen unopened jars on the ground, and hesitated for two seconds between calling an ambulance and directly knocking Qiao Zhiyu unconscious.

"Those will be drunk later. ”

"No!" Qiao Zhiyu pursed his mouth, looking like he was going to be drunk again.

Qi Zhanxing's head was about to explode.

"Hold for the banquet guests. ”